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Chapter 292, White Moonlight and Cinnabar Moles

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After strolling around, Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran returned to the other courtyard arranged for them by the Lin family.

Fang Chen now has a psychological shadow on places like the villa.

Fortunately, this villa is slightly different from the one in Qin Yong’s previous quarter. I heard that the building materials used were built according to certain grades and standards.

Safety can be guaranteed!

Otherwise, Fang Chen would really be crazy.

“Chen’er.”

Fang Jiuran took off his coat and sat beside Fang Chen shyly, nestled in the arms of the young man. There was a balcony in the Lin Family Courtyard. Fang Chen and Fang Jiuran sat on the balcony and looked into the distance.

As the sun sets, the setting sun is slightly hanging.

“Um?”.

“When did you start to like me”.

Fang Jiuran poked Fang Chen’s arm and asked mischievously.

Fang Chen froze for a moment, yes, this is Seventh Sister.

This question really stopped Fang Chen at once. When was it?

I don’t seem to be sure…

Maybe it was love at first sight?

White skirt fluttering, black silk seducing `people`.

“Hei Si the eternal god!”.

Fang Chen blurted out subconsciously.

Fang Jiuran didn’t get used to him, and just twisted it directly under his armpit, and Fang Chen suddenly roared from the hungry wolf; “Aw!”

The strength of Fang Jiuran’s little hand is not great.

But no matter how good a woman’s skills are!

Fang Chen rubbed his arm painfully; “It should be that time…”.

Fang Jiuran stared at his eyes earnestly, Fang Chen was a lot more honest; “In fact, you make my heart beat a lot.”

“For example, the phrase’My old lady is my brother’s control'”.

Thinking of the classic line of Seven Sister’s first appearance, Fang Jiuran blushed and couldn’t help but laugh.

Fang Chen at that time, all the memories of the first half of his life disappeared.

Staying with Yu Qiushan, savoring the warmth and coldness of the world, he has experienced too many contemptuous eyes when he is looked down upon.

The true feelings in the world come from kindness and love from the heart.

For example, the moment Fang Jiuran stood in front of the youth for the first time and looked directly at Fang Chen’s gaze, the refreshing soft light.

Like a ray of white moonlight, shining in Fang Chen’s blank heart.

Fang Jiuran chuckled and pinched Fang Chen; “Okay, you, it turns out that you were plotting against me at that time…”.

Fang Chen’s face was full of black lines, what is meant by unruly plot?

Fang Chen touched the tips of Fang Jiuran’s hair; “Also, you helped Yu Lao pretend to be a dish, but your actions are obviously awkward, but you seem to be very skillful in pretending to be good. You kindly helped the resident of the vegetable market get back the protection fee… “.

That time, Fang Chen was quite moved.

Fang Jiuran was short-tempered and angry.

It was the first time to consider things from Fang Chen’s perspective, but that time alone made Fang Chen’s heart sweet as if he had eaten honey.

“Give me two billion dollars as pocket money, and I can feel your love from the heart.”

Fang Jiuran spit out his small tongue; “It’s not because you feel bad for you to deliver the food, you are eating soft rice, smelly brother.”

“Cut, what’s wrong with eating soft rice? I am proud of eating soft rice.”

“The doctor said that my stomach is not good, so it is suitable to eat soft rice. I not only eat soft rice, but I also want soft rice to eat hard…”.

Fang Jiuran got into Fang Chen’s arms like a kitten.

The old hen lays eggs and laughs constantly.

“When Lin Ranran broke up with me, I felt cold, as if the whole world had abandoned me.”

“As a result, you not only helped me hold the ground, but you also slapped them strongly, giving me the first feeling that I can stand up even if I am wearing a takeaway suit.”

It is a kind of warmth, or family affection.

Although this was not the reason Fang Chen embarked on the road of pretending to be slapped in the face, he had to say that the youth’s words all came from true feelings.

These things may be small and subtle.

But Fang Chen is a sentimental person, and sometimes he is thunderous and decisive in his work.

But occasionally there are some indecisions.

Fang Chen’s temperament can well reflect the great goodness of human nature.

He is very clear about forgiving and forgiving.

I also understand that cutting grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

He has a set of concepts and standards for being a person, among which there are far-reaching influences, including Yu Qiushan’s indoctrination, and perhaps Fang Jiuran’s enthusiasm.

“And the time you asked me to find you in Tianding Group…”.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen felt nostalgic for himself.

In just one month, I didn’t expect so many things to happen.

“That day you said, today, I am your girlfriend.”

“I had an inexplicable throbbing at the time, as if my heartstring was gently slapped.”

Fang Chen was restless all day.

Perhaps it was precisely because of that day that Fang Chen’s feelings towards Fang Jiuran had some subtle changes.

Of course, even if he said it now, Fang Chen himself would not admit it.

“Later, Mr. Huang and I were in distress in the far north. Knowing this, you rushed from the imperial capital to the capital as soon as possible.”

“Along the way, there is no stopping without any delay.”

At that time, seeing Fang Jiuran, Fang Chen felt distressed from the bottom of his heart.

After a few days of not sleeping, Fang Jiuran had dark circles under his eyes, and his spirit was extremely bad, but he insisted on waiting for him.

“Maybe from that time, the seed in my heart that I want to protect the best Xiaoqi in the world has completely germinated.”

What Fang Jiuran did may not be earth-shattering, but it was meticulous.

The purpose of Zengjun’s company is not to hope that Fang Chen will be dubbed the name of eating soft rice by others.

Everything she does is like three thousand weak waters, but big or small.

But it’s simple to say, but how many couples are there in the world who can really do this?

Fang Jiuran was always taking care of Fang Chen’s emotions.

She silently followed Fang Chen’s everything behind her back, and any trace of disturbance related to a man would arouse Fang Jiuran’s reaction and attention.

She is blunt, but who can say that this is not Fang Jiuran’s sincerity?

Compared with the eldest sister, the sixth sister, one cent and one star is unattainable.

Fang Jiuran is always deliberately creating opportunities for men to shine.

She didn’t have the feeling of indifferent smoke and fire, staying with Xiao Qi, Fang Chen would have a feeling of nostalgia.

Fang Chen’s eyes burned, staring at Fang Jiuran, the woman lowered her head shyly, and then slowly closed her eyes.

The target spotted the delicate red lips, and Fang Chen kissed deeply.

A kiss for a long time.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Fragrant lips and teeth, Fang Chen smashed his mouth restlessly, staring at Fang Jiuran’s brighter red lips.

Fang Jiuran’s eyes were shrouded in a layer of luster, and Fang Chen wanted to mess with him when he saw Fang Chen’s hands uneasy.

Fang Jiuran snapped it off and said angrily;

“Don’t mess up, it’s not big or small”.

Not big?

Not young?

Xiaoqi is suggesting something to me?

Well, I’m actually big or small!

Fang Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Fang Jiuran had a heart-to-heart connection with him, and there was no way to tell that bad thoughts had begun to emerge in Xiao Fang Chen’s mind.

She snorted; “From today, I can only be your girlfriend for five minutes a day.”

Clam?

Such a sudden appearance of Fang Chen really couldn’t bear it!

five minutes?

Fang Jiuran glanced at Fang Chen with a smile;

What is enough for five minutes?

Fang Chen immediately raised a protest; “No, no, add a minute, Miss Fang”.

Fang Jiuran pouted his small mouth and patted his arm, and said shyly; “You want to die, just add another clock.”

“Don’t you think I am a woman in that dusty place?”.

Fang Chen gave a dry smile.

Fang Jiuran lay in his arms; “Chen’er, can I tell you a story?”.

Tell a story again?

Fang Jiuran is afraid that he has watched too much of One Thousand and One Nights recently?

It is almost dusk when the sun sets.

At this point, when it’s not time to coax people to sleep, what story do you tell?

Fang Jiuran took Fang Chen’s palm and kissed it lightly, as if to calm the latter’s agitated heart, the woman smiled and opened her lips slightly;

“There is a boy who is very good. He came back from studying abroad and met a perfect woman. The girl is very beautiful and has a hot temper, but she is already a wife.”

“The boy is chasing after him, the girl gives up his marriage for him, but the boy just feels the emotional stimulation between each other and wants to experience the taste.”

“He refused the girl’s invitation. Later, the boy married a wife and gave birth to children. At first sight, he was shocked by the wife who made his heart beaten by the gods, but gradually became a woman who worked hard every day.”

“At that time, the man suddenly became a little more boring and boring, and he began to miss the man’s wife who had a relationship with him before.”

“In the end, there was a touch of sadness in my heart. The girl who once gave up everything for him may also be the wife of others in the eyes of others.”

“That girl is like a cinnabar mole, and it has become an eternal pain in his heart.”

“And the beauty of my wife only stays in the memory, and maybe the only things left in life are the stumbling and quarreling.”

Fang Chen didn’t know why Fang Jiuran wanted to tell such a story, but he felt a trace of sadness and sadness.

“Do you know? In fact, every man will have two first loves in his life.”

“The first time was the girl he met when he was in love for the first time.”

“But she is like Bai Yueguang, giving hope, but she can’t have it.”

“The second time, he met a girl who wanted to spend a lifetime together. If he had it, he might not be able to hug it anymore when he missed it.

“Some things cannot be given later, and some things cannot be given later.”

Fang Jiuran took a deep look at Fang Chen, with a touch of nostalgia and snuggling under his eyes;

“so……”.

“Am I your white moonlight or your cinnabar mole?”.

PS; it’s time to knock sugar